I usually park between 6 to 8 blocks away from my work, depending on how late/early I am. The place I park my car is not the greatest area, and I’ve heard from coworkers that cars have been broken into there. In the two years that I’ve been parking there, I haven’t had a problem.
My daily walk to my car takes me underneath a couple of freeway overpasses. Lately there’s been a homeless guy sleeping out there. He’s pretty cool, quite friendly, and he has a dog that sleeps with him. Today I happened to have an apple with me, so I asked him if he wanted it. He said he couldn’t eat it because of his teeth, and he smiled, a nice smile, but filled with gaps. I also had a grapefruit with me, which he ended up accepting.
Anyways, that got me thinking…. well the first thing I thought was, “next time I’ll bring an orange…” The second thing I thought is that I’m really limited in my capacity to help.
The third thing that I’ve been thinking was maybe I’m the one that needs help. I thought about that gap toothed smile, a simple smile that reveals a simple contentment. I trudge to work every day, and never have a simple smile like that… The simple joy from the simple grace of simply being alive…. that should be reason enough to smile.
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